I found this poem and i felt i needed to post it
mois One
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I l’amour the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your cœur, coeur beat is my favori lullaby.
mois Two
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If toi could see me, toi could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my accueil though. It is so nice and warm in here.
mois Three
toi know what Mommy, I'm a girl !! I hope that makes toi happy. I always want toi to be happy. I don't like it when toi cry. toi sound so sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry with toi even though toi can't hear me.
mois Four
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
mois Five
toi went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He a dit that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
mois Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!! No ...
mois Seven
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. he is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't toi want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One plus cœur, coeur that was stopped. Two plus eyes that will never
see. Two plus hands that will never touch. Two plus legs that will never run. One plus mouth that will never speak.
mois One
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I l’amour the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your cœur, coeur beat is my favori lullaby.
mois Two
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If toi could see me, toi could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my accueil though. It is so nice and warm in here.
mois Three
toi know what Mommy, I'm a girl !! I hope that makes toi happy. I always want toi to be happy. I don't like it when toi cry. toi sound so sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry with toi even though toi can't hear me.
mois Four
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
mois Five
toi went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He a dit that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
mois Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!! No ...
mois Seven
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. he is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't toi want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One plus cœur, coeur that was stopped. Two plus eyes that will never
see. Two plus hands that will never touch. Two plus legs that will never run. One plus mouth that will never speak.
